Today, I got up, grabbed an air tank, dodged a highway worker making a poor choice on a narrow bridge, filled the tank, dodged the same stupid guy on the way back over the bridge, and filled the leaky front wheel on my lawn mower. Then I spent the next three hours riding in increasingly small circles in various sections of my yard until all the ugly upthrust seed Vs of the Bahia grass were gone. My shoulders and back got too much sun, and I'm hoping they will decide to stay at "freckle" and not move up to "sunburn."
I had to do something, and mowing can be very meditative. I turn up a random playlist on my phone and because my mower is pretty old, I have to put most of my attention on making sure it is actually cutting right. It's not go-kart fun, but it will do in a pinch.
Finally, late this afternoon, Dad called to say everything has been cleared for tomorrow. The surgery is officially on.
So now, I'm making lists, laying out clothes, packing up things I'll need during the interminable wait. In a few hours, I'll go lie in my bed and stare at the ceiling. Then tomorrow will be today, and we will see what we will see.
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